Well, I'm not sure what to say.
Yesterday turned out to be a pretty big flop.
GK went in for his new blood and that was fine. Until he asked the nurse when I would be back to pick him up. She told him I would be there in about 15 min. With that she walked out of the room only to be surprised by the sound of an alarm going off in GK's room. He had pulled the I.V out so he would be ready when I got there. They didn't bother putting it back in because he was nearly finished anyway. He doesn't remember doing it though, that's what worries me.
While he was having his blood, I came home to call the doctor. That was at 11:30. At 1:30 I called back. At 2:00 the nurse returned my call. I said I was leaviving at 2:30 and needed to know what to do about how he has been feeling and his lack of sleep. She said there was no way I could be contacted by 2:30. I said, well after that I will be gone, and then, it's kind of hard to talk about GK in front of GK and thats why I gave you three and a half hours notice, so I could talk to someone about it.
She said......sorry.
Whatever.
Things got worse after we got home. He wanted to go out to dinner and that was all there was to say about that.
Chinese.
He was confused and his legs and ankles were KILLING him, but he really wanted to go for dinner. (If I ever have a choice, I don't think I would ever go out for dinner again). So we went.
Mike got pulled over by a State Trooper on the way there. No tabs. Gk got them, but never put them on. Gk and Mike were not wearing seat belts. GK didn't have an insurance card in the car or in his wallet. While the trooper was running Mikes information, I thought Mike was going to cry. Just one of those how much more moments. You know, we've all had them. Then the Trooper came back with warnings and that helped.
He did give Mike a seat belt ticket though.
Off to the restaurant.
Gk's pain gets so bad that he can barely walk out of the building. I am not kidding. I gave him two pain pills. The drive home is about 20+ minutes. It's all he can do to get out of the car when we get home. Mike has to help him to sit down.
Then the confusion and halucinations start.
It was 10:00 by the time He got into bed. He wasn't upset or nervous, just out of it.
This morning he is quiet in his chair.
Out of it.
I'm calling the doctor.
Get ready for day two, round two.
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